Bi And Large

Well I'm back from the hospital today and a good time was had by all!

I had my ultrasound at 2. Now, it was just me and the sonographer or ultrasound tech or whatever you call the person who does the ultrasound. No radiologist. That said, during the exam they agreed with me, and said they couldn't see anything but really swollen lymph nodes. So they took some pictures of those anyhow and sent them on to the radiologist and we'll wait to hear from him/her for the final word, but I feel confident that my initial suspicion was correct. (And I feel smart for figuring it out, too!)

Now, this nasty cough I have had from the H1N1, it is giving me no peace. Not to be overly dramatic, because I'm not in anywhere near this bad of shape, but I can see how it is young healthy people are dying from this flu. I cough and cough and can't catch my breath, until I am dizzy and my head and chest hurt so bad, and my fingers and tongue turn blue. It's *awful.* I spiked up a fever again today too, probably from the pneumonia. So after the ultrasound I went over to urgent care to ask them to listen to my lungs, and they did, then they looked concerned, and admitted me to hospital. So, yay for that. Now, I only stayed a few hours. They gave me some albuterol and some oxygen, and got my pulse ox saturation back up to a more normal level. They gave me a script for a steroid inhaler and some prescription strength cough syrup as well as some stronger antibiotics. And I got discharged and sent on my way.

They also told me to stay off work the rest of this week, which is only 1 day since we're closed Fridays. Not bad advice, given I am pretty sick and I work with a fragile population. I was still having a lot of trouble talking, so I texted Pete and asked him to call my work and let them know that the u/s went fine, but that I had been hospitalized for my pneumonia and wouldn't be in tomorrow. When I got home this evening, I came home to a snarky message on my machine saying that if I wasn't going to be in to work tomorow that I had to have a doctor's note, and they expected to see me back Monday. WTH?? I am never out sick, for crying out loud I came in on Monday after I knew I had pneumonia and was having trouble breathing. They heard me hacking and coughing, they know I'm really sick. It's an office with FOUR employees. They all know me well, we work so closely together, but they didn't call to say hey, we're glad you don't have cancer. Or gee, sorry you're in the hospital, feel better soon. Just bring a doctor's note please and be here Monday. If I didn't adore the work I do so much, this would be seriously the shittiest job ever.